Thursday, 3 November 2011

Whilst my sister was away in Thailand infecting her skin with tattoo ink, i, again channelled my urge to let loose and forget.

Me and my bestfriend just before one of the best music festivals we've ever been to.

dropping some dirty funkin' beats

We also adventured to the beach numerous amount of times which resulted in a little too much of sun-kissed skin, though now i do wish it was back.

Another adventure out to Luna Park for a night and bringing out a little bit of ourselves in the ferris wheel.

ferris wheel fun

Probably one of my favourite photos. My limbs seem to move what the beat dictates to me. I push in to the middle the sound becomes a part of me. Taking me back to sweet familiarity, making my adrenaline rise, i feel the eyes on me.

Last year I was preparing to go to Europe to see my beautiful new born niece, Lydia and so much more family.

This is no where near close to the amount of photos I took, but just a few to capture/remind me of why I have to go back.

Travelling around the English countryside abundant with cockney accents, as well as revisiting Paris; most magical place in the world, made 2010 the amazing year it was.

Beginning in London, South Kensington.

Alice was ecstatic at her first telephone box sighting!

Trafalgar Square (the fountain Katy Perry frolicked in).

After losing our minds in Topshop and Urban Outfitters, it was time to move out of bustling London, and onto the sunnier side of England- Brighton.

This deserves annotation. When driving into Brighton, it’s easy to get lost in the seemingly endless horizons and textual pebble stone beaches glistening in the South British sun, until you reach Brighton Pier. This Pier from the late 1800’s sports a domed arcade and a collection of light hearted fair-ground amusements. It’s no Bondi but the salty sea breeze and light crashing of waves amongst the pebbles make Brighton it an enchanting pocket of excitment on Britain’s coast.

Me channeling my inner-child on the pony.

With Alice sick in the comfort of our hotel room, we braved the search for a Thai restaurant. Finally finding one in a quaint lane of Brighton, we scoffed down as much Pad Thai as possible before our early drive to Somerset.

You can take a bitch out of the hood but you can’t take the hood out of a bitch.

England’s tour included tones of other remarkable places: Bath, Kent, Bristol (where Skins is filmed) and particularly Liverpool where we saw The Beatles museum. As we shivered through Scotland’s gothic churches I couldn’t help wishing we were back under Brighton’s warming sun, but then again, it was good enough for Prince Henry and Kate right?

With Paree in foresight, we were suddenly a little more excited.

After seeing Sacre Coeur a year before, I knew there was no way we
couldn’t go back. Although last time it was late afternoon and the stairs to the collosol church were abundant with musicians and marketeers. In the early Parisian morning, we had the entire view of Paris to ourselves, complete with fresh pastries.

Notre Dame Cathedral De Paris (French for our lady of Paris).

Paris’s green policy- 1Euro to hire a bike for the entire day, cut back on greenhouse gas emissions and be able to weave though hidden streets full of Parisian vintage shops. <3

With kilo’s added to our suitcases as well as our waistlines, we left Europe and headed back to comforting Aussie accents and our very much missed Vegemite toast.

About Me

It’s currently sprinkling down with rain, but despite the wet outside it is quite hot at the same time. oh how i love these nights.
Shes under age and so very very brave. She tends to speak from the heart on her lips, rather than her sleeve. Adores the ocean and is currently channelling her inner love for design, op-shopping and alternative music, whilst in the midst of High school and the Whitehouse Institute of Design.
I believe that this world expands way beyond this little field of dreams we’re dancing in and wants to see that world ϟ
SO FIND YOURSELF BEFORE THE COPS DO